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Leap of Faith - Chapter 19
Title: Leap of Faith
Pairing: Jensen Ackles /Jared Padalecki (eventually), Mentions of Jensen/OMC, Jared/OMC and Others
Other Characters: Tom Welling, Chris Kane, Danneel Harris, Misha Collins
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 5,389
Disclaimer: 100% Pure Fiction
Note: None of this would be possible and readable without my awesome beta,
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bigj52 . I learn from you everyday.Summery: AU / Everybody has a dream. Some people make their dreams come true. Some just let their life slip by thinking about it.
Chapter 19:
Jensen and Jared had dinner at the small diner that looked like something from the 50's. The dinner was the best that Jensen had had in a long time, old music from the 50's and 60's played and the fact that he was there with Jared made it even better. Everything was great about the dinner, except for one thing.
Jared never brought up what he said earlier that day about talking. They talked about everything and anything, but it was not really a talk-talk. They talked about Texas and music and the old times. They talked about Jared’s next album. They talked about setting up another writing session some time soon. It seemed like a normal going out to eat thing like they had done a million times before and Jensen was beginning to enjoy it all until he finally heard Jared say, “So, let’s talk.”
Jensen was suddenly nervous and shy.
“Um…Where do you want to start?”
“I really made a mess of our friendship, didn't I?” Jared said sadly.
“It's not all your fault, Jared. We are both to blame here.”
“I think it is all my fault. I knew how you felt and I still went and crossed that line with you in Hawaii. I'm sorry I treated you that way. It was never my intention, Jensen.”
“You didn’t hear me complain, not once, did you? I could have stopped you and I didn’t. I took advantage of the situation. I was just hoping...I don't know."
“Tell me Jensen, I want to hear it,” Jared said, reaching over the table and taking Jensen’s hand in his, “Let’s just talk and not hold anything back, OK?”
“OK,” Jensen paused to take a deep breath before continuing, “I...I know how I feel about you and I can't change that. I know that what happened between us was just a one-time thing for you and that it means nothing to you, but,-”
“Is that what you think?” Jared asked, a little annoyed.
“Well, yeah,” Jensen whispered softly. Jared sat back at his chair and shook his head.
“How long have we known each other, man?” Jared asked and Jensen shrugged his shoulder.
“Too long. We have been through hell and back together, and I know I have not been the best of friends to you, but how the hell could you think that what we did meant nothing to me?”
“You…you ran out. You were uncomfortable.”
“Yeah, I ran because I was a fucking coward, but I never, not for a second, thought what happened between us was just a one-time thing, a fling, whatever you want to call it.”
“What was it then?”
Jared was not sure he could answer that.
“Jared?” softly Jensen asked, pleading with his voice for an answer.
“I don't know what it was but I know it was more than that… much more.”
Jensen nodded, suddenly wanting to get out of that place.
“Are you done?” Jared asked, which Jensen answered with a nod, “Are you ready to go back home yet? I have this urge to get the hell out of the city."
“No, we don't have to go back just yet," Jensen said as he looked over at Jared, "Whatever you want to do."
"Sweet," Jared said as he smiled. He paid the bill and they walked out and up to Jared’s car. He unlocked the doors and they both got in, buckling up their seatbelts. He cranked the car up and pulled out of the parking lot.
Jensen sat there, looking out of the window, not saying anything. It was a cloudless night with millions of sparkling stars. They were both quiet until Jared turned the radio up, hearing Adam Lambert’s ‘Whataya Want from me’.
"Your song is on," Jensen said as he smiled, looking over at Jared and then back at the road to see a city limits sign, "Where are we going?"
"I'm tired of the city. I just need to get out of it even if it’s just for a few minutes," Jared said as he looked back at the road, "I miss just driving down a quiet road, not worrying about running a red light or breaking a speed limit like when we were back home, don’t you?"
"Yeah, I do," Jensen whispered as Jared looked at him, "You know what I miss?"
"What?"
"I miss Tom. I miss all of us hanging out down by the river on nights after the football games," Jensen said as Jared smiled, turning down another road, looking around, "I always complained about going down there but deep down I really loved it because it was fun and we all got to hang out and not have to worry about any parents or teachers or anything."
"Yeah, that was fun," Jared said as he pulled off of the road, pulling into a driveway where there was an old abandoned house. Jensen looked around, as Jared pulled behind it and parked the truck looking around, "Come on!"
"Come on what?" Jensen asked as Jared unfastened his seat belt, and got out of the truck. He walked around it, letting the tailgate down and looked over as Jensen hopped out of the truck. Jensen walked back to the tailgate, looking at Jared as he hopped up, sitting down on it.
"Come on, sit down," Jared said as Jensen backed up to it, pulling himself up on it and sat down beside him. Jensen looked around, and then looked in front of them, seeing the moon above the skyscrapers and the city of Nashville, "Pretty isn't it?"
"Yeah, it is," Jensen said as he looked at it, "How did you find this place?"
"Just did, driving and talking to you," Jared said as he started to laugh, "I needed to get some fresh air. I’m tired of my go-go-go lifestyle. I guess deep down I'm starting to get a little homesick."
“Yeah, I can relate," Jensen whispered, "I miss home and my family."
"I miss my family too," Jared said as he looked down, "You know what I miss about home?"
"What?" Jensen asked, looking over at him. Jared looked over at him and smiled, looking back out at the skyline.
"I miss our carefree life back there," Jared said as Jensen smiled, putting his hands on the tray of the car, propping himself back a little, "We didn't have any worries. We were full of hope, planning our future. Everything was simple, unlike now. Everything is really, really complicated right now."
"Yeah,” Jensen whispered and looked away, taking a deep breath, understanding what Jared was saying.
“Jensen…Why me?” Jared finally asked, “Of all those wonderful men you could have, why me?”
“I don't know. You have everything that I've ever wanted in someone. You've got the passion and the talent and such a generous heart. You're funny and you're beautiful."
“When did you know that, you know…?”
“As cliché as it might sound, since that first day I heard your voice at high school. Do you remember that day?”
Jared nodded ‘yes’ with a smile.
“It wasn't always this strong or this deep, but it was always there. You were…no, you are my best friend. We have been through a lot together.”
“Jensen, I really really love you.”
“I know, but you don't love me like that. It’s OK. I get it,” Jensen said and to his surprise, Jared just shook his head.
“I've been thinking about that night in Hawaii ever since I came back, and no matter how hard I try, I can’t forget what went down, I can't. I am not sure I really do want to forget.”
“Jared, a lot of guys have gay experiences and some even feel that 'thing' but that doesn’t mean they are really gay, you know. Plus, you are a major recording artist with a lot at stake. You can’t give all that up for a relationship, not when you are not absolutely sure things are going to work for you.”
“What are you saying?”
“I just…I just don’t want you to get hurt Jared and I don’t want to regret this. Being with you in Hawaii was an incredible thing, maybe even the best thing that ever happened to me.”
“How do you think I feel about it? With Patrick, it was easily forgotten but with you, I can't even explain how I felt.”
“That's how sex is supposed to feel.”
Jared suddenly turned around to look directly into Jensen’s eyes.
“It wasn't just sex. This is more than sex, I can feel it. It actually feels like a crush.”
Jensen was speechless.
“It’s OK, Jared. You don’t have to sugarcoat it. I’m a big boy. I can handle being dumped.”
“Well I'm glad you can, but I am not dumping you.”
“What?”
“I want to give this a try, see if we fit together or not.”
Jensen froze. Was he hearing things? Was this really happening?
“I'm not saying it's going to work out or anything, but I want to give us a chance, give this a chance,” Jared paused when he noticed Jensen’s silence, “If…if you still want this.”
“Yes.”
“Ok, so is this a deal?”
“Yes.”
“Then let’s seal this deal,” Jared whispered, as he approached Jensen with passion in his eyes. Jensen moved his lips to Jared’s, pressing them against one another. Jared held his eyes open for a second then closed them, as he started to kiss Jensen slowly. He sucked on Jensen’s lips slowly as he moved his hand back up to Jensen’s face, cupping the side of it and backing away slowly. They both opened their eyes, looking at one another and Jensen smiled at him, moving his hands around Jared’s neck and started to hug him, "What's that for?"
"I don't know," Jensen whispered as Jared moved his arms around Jensen’s waist, hugging him back, "I just always wanted to hold you like this, to feel your heartbeat against mine."
"You wrote that in one of your songs."
"It was about you. They were mostly about you."
“I always had a feeling that they were," Jared whispered as Jensen stopped hugging him, and looked him in the eyes, "Why'd you stop hugging me?"
"What's gonna happen now?" Jensen asked as Jared blinked his eyes and took a deep breath, "I mean, what does this mean? What's going to happen now? What about your career?"
"We will take it slow. We will work something out," Jared said as he pressed his lips together, “I promise you that.”
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"Are you nervous?" Jensen asked as they came back to Jared’s house later that night.
"I'm terrified," Jared said as they walked into the bedroom and Jensen smiled, "I just don't want this to ruin our relationship. It's a big step you know."
"It won't ruin anything. Plus, we have done this before."
"Yeah, but this time is…different…special.”
“Don’t worry. I think it would only make things better for us," Jensen whispered as Jared moved his hand across the side of Jensen’s face softly. He licked his lips lightly, moving his face closer to Jensen’s until their lips were barely touching. Jared breathed against them for a second until they both closed their eyes, moving into each other, kissing each other gently, taking their tongues into each other’s mouths until Jared backed away and they looked at one another again.
Jared reached up, undoing his tie and slid it from around his neck. He tossed it over a chair and looked back at Jensen as he smiled at him and they both took a deep breath. Jensen walked up closer to him as Jared started to unbutton his shirt, moved Jared’s hands and began to unbutton it himself. Jared looked down, watching Jensen and staring at Jensen’s eyes until he began to pull Jared’s shirt out of his pants. Jared moved his arms, pulling it off him and tossed it over onto the chair with his tie. He looked back at Jensen as he reached down, unbuttoning his jeans and unzipped them. He started to kick his shoes off as Jensen smiled, reaching down to take his own shoes off. Jared took his socks off and pulled them down, kicking them over on the floor, leaving him in nothing but his boxers.
"I don't have a perfect body," Jensen whispered as Jared closed his eyes for a second and looked back at Jensen, “Not like yours, at least.”
"Don't even go there," Jared whispered as he looked down Jensen’s body and looked back up at him, moving his fingers to the hem of Jensen’s shirt, "I’ve seen it before and you're perfect."
"Okay," Jensen whispered as Jared pulled Jensen’s shirt over his head and let it drop to the floor. Jensen closed his eyes as Jared started unbuckling his belt, unbuttoning his jeans. Jensen was suddenly scared to open his eyes and even know what Jared’s reaction was. He was terrified that Jared might change his mind any minute now.
"God, you're beautiful," Jared whispered back as he looked down at Jensen, and then up at his eyes to see that they were still closed, "Jensen, open your eyes," he said as Jensen did what he said. He looked down at himself and then back up at Jared, "Want to take our underwear off at the same time to make it less awkward?"
"You're so romantic," Jensen said as he laughed. Jared laughed, looking away and then looked back at Jensen, "On three?" Jared nodded his head yes, curling his fingertips under the band of his boxers as Jensen did the same, "One, two, three," They both pushed their underwear down and then stared back at each other, trying not to look down at one another's genitals.
"Um okay," Jared whispered as he cut his eyes down, looking at himself and looked back at Jensen, "I'm going to go to the bathroom for just a minute so -"
"I'll just stay right here," Jensen whispered as Jared walked up to him, giving Jensen a little kiss on the lips. He walked past Jensen, going into the bathroom and Jensen looked back, catching a quick glimpse of his backside and started to giggle. He looked over at the bed, walking over to it. He pulled the covers back, seeing the white silk sheets and smiled, climbing into it. Jensen slid under the silk sheets, laying back and resting his head onto the white silky pillowcases.
He was in heaven.
Jensen closed his eyes, moving his arms above his head and sighed. Suddenly he heard some music playing softly and looked up to see Jared walking towards him. Jensen smiled, looking over at Jared as he pulled the covers back lightly and slid under them too, laying on his side, looking at him. "Comfortable?"
"Yeah," Jensen whispered as Jared smiled at him. Jensen smiled back at him, moving his arms slightly against the silk pillowcases, "Do you have protection?"
"Yeah, that's what I was doing."
"I thought you had to pee."
"No," Jared said as he started to laugh, looking down at the outline of Jensen’s body through the sheets, "How do you want to do it?"
"Like the last time?"
"Well, do you want to be the top or the bottom?" Jared asked as Jensen mouthed the word 'bottom' to him. Jared smiled, mouthing the words 'ready' to Jensen and he smiled, nodding his head to Jared. "Okay," Jared whispered as he moved over a little in bed, and began to hover over Jensen. He leaned down, kissing Jensen’s lips slowly as Jensen moved his arms up, wrapping them around Jared’s neck loosely. Jensen moved his legs a little so that Jared could position himself better and their lips left one another as they stared into one another's eyes.
That night was wonderful and glorious for Jensen. After all the sounds of passion had died down, they actually cuddled; something Jensen was not sure Jared would be ever up to. Jensen had not prepared himself for things to get that far but since they did, Jensen planned on taking full advantage of it. As Jared spooned him from behind, his right hand carelessly thrown over Jensen’s chest, Jensen reached for it with his right hand and held it in his palm. Jensen just had to hold it, feel it, smell it, just to convince himself that it was real, that they were real. Jensen kept waiting for the other shoe to drop, for this dream to end and for them to wake up to see that it was just another lapse of judgment but it never turned out that way.
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Jared woke up the next morning with Jensen’s body pressed up against him in such a fashion that Jared could not mistake Jensen’s erection and he loved that feeling.
Jensen stirred a little and then Jared felt Jensen’s lips slowly, ever so slowly meeting the back of his neck and placing soft kisses there.
"You're up," Jared whispered and tried to turn around but Jensen stopped him.
"Stay right where you are," Jensen said. Jared closed his eyes and allowed his body to respond to Jensen’s gentle touches. His hand made contact with Jared’s chest and he jumped slightly as he realized that it was cold.
"Sorry," Jensen whispered in Jared’s ear, tonguing it every so often, "I love you."
Jared could not say anything back to Jensen. To his surprise, Jensen did not stop, he did not hesitate, if anything, he increased the pressure of his hand on Jared’s chest and worked his tongue over him twice as fast.
Jared could feel Jensen’s erection more prominently than ever and instinct took over. He released himself from Jensen’s hold and turned to face him. Jared’s eyes looked into Jensen with something that Jensen had never seen in them before and Jensen’s heart skipped a beat. Jensen climbed on top of Jared and pressed his lips against his. Morning breath or not, Jensen wanted that man again. Jared seemed to get the message and leaned his hand into an open drawer and pulled out lube and a condom. Jensen took it from his hand and carefully ripped it open with his teeth and within seconds, he had it on Jared. Once Jared was lubed, Jensen slowly positioned himself on Jared’s dick and ever so slowly took a gentle dive downward and clenched his teeth at Jared’s girth.
"Jensen? You OK?” Jared asked, concerned evident in his eyes.
"Yeah, just don't move."
Jared stayed perfectly still and allowed Jensen to work his magic. Jensen leaned into Jared, careful not to let Jared slip out of him and held on to Jared’s broad shoulders. Jensen’s lips connected with Jared’s and their tongues once again met. During the whole time, Jensen kept thinking that what was happening between them was all that he ever wanted for the rest of his life. Jared with him, in him, forever and that final thought pushed him over the edge. He exploded all over Jared’s chest and Jared exploded into the condom. Jensen laid his head on his chest and closed his eyes. Jared understood Jensen’s need. He reached up and ran his hand through Jensen’s hair gently. They stayed like that for a while.
"Shit," Jared suddenly blurted out
"What?"
"It's 11:30."
"So?"
"I was supposed to be at the studio at 11:00."
"So call and cancel," Jensen said as Jared leant up and kissed his forehead.
"I would love to stay here with you all day, but I can't. I’ve got an album to record."
"Yeah, I know, it was just a thought," Jensen said, suddenly in touch with the reality of Jared’s life.
"I'll be back soon. You can stay here if you want.”
"I think I'll go over to Chris’s."
“Are you sure?" Jared asked, looking straight into Jensen’s eyes, concern evident in his voice which made Jensen smile.
"Yeah. We can meet tonight.”
“I can't."
"Why not?" Jensen asked.
“I’ve got a meeting at Mercury’s office,” Jared said as he wrapped his arms around Jensen, "I know that you probably didn't expect to sign up for this, man."
"No, it’s OK. I know that your career is important to you and I'm not going to come between you and your music, ever!" Jared seemed relieved but did not say anything.
"I can take you to Chris’s place before heading to studio," Jared offered as he leaned into Jensen and kissed him again, this time smack dab on the lips and whispered, “OK.”
Jensen climbed off him and watched as Jared got out of bed and went into the bathroom, straight to the shower.
Jared could not explain his feelings, he was not sure he knew how to. The night before with Jensen, for the first time in a very long time Jared felt something. He was not sure exactly what it was, but whatever it was, it was there because of Jensen. The night before and then that morning had been incredible for Jared. He felt the need, the desire, to be with one person and he admitted, at least to himself, that it scared him. He knew he was not single anymore and although he was feeling pretty good about that decision. He knew that saying a few words was one thing, but actually living it was totally another story. He never thought things would go that far with Jensen, but they had, and Jared knew that he needed a quick plan now. As the water cascaded down his body, he closed his eyes and forced all his thoughts aside. He had work to do, work that he would not allow his thoughts and feelings to interfere with.
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“So,” Chris said, looking at Jensen.
“So,” Jensen echoed, not quite sure he wanted to discuss the previous night with Chris.
“What happened last night?”
“Nothing.”
“You guys fucked again, didn't you!?!" Chris stated accusingly which made Jensen blush furiously.
“What?”
“It's all over your fucking face, dude. Was it good?"
"I'm not listening to this right now," Jensen said, covering his ears with his hands.
“It was, you sly dog!” Chris said, amused, which made Jensen smile, “Well, I'm happy for you," Chris said which made Jensen to turn and face him, shocked at what Chris had just said. Was Chris really happy about him and Jared?
“What? You think I don't have a heart or something?”
“Yes!” Jensen cried.
"Well, I do and besides, if it finally gets you out of this fucked-up state you've been in….Well, enough said.”
“Whatever, dude," Jensen said as his cell phone started ringing.
“Hello?”
“Did you really think I was joking with you?” The voice on the other end of the line stated.
Jensen knew right away who it was. He covered the mouth piece as he turned to Chris, “I need to take this,” and walked away from Chris into the guest room and closed the door.
“Why are you calling me, Patrick? I did what you wanted.”
“Like Hell you did! Do you really think I'm that stupid, Jensen? Do you really think you can play games with me?”
“I’m not working for him anymore, Patrick, am I?”
“Big fucking deal! You're still in the picture and I want you gone. Do you hear me?” Patrick screamed.
"You said if I quit, you would stop this. Well, I quit my job. What the hell more do you want from me?"
“I tell you I want you gone and then you go to fucking Hawaii with him? Did you really think I wouldn’t find out?” He laughed, "I want you to get out of Jared’s life completely. I want you as far fucking away from Jared as possible. You don't belong with him. I do!”
The thought of never seeing Jared again, of not having him in his life, pushed Jensen over the edge.
“Listen to me you fucking son of a bitch! I am not afraid of you, do you hear me? These visits and phone calls won’t push me away and they certainly won’t take you far! Why don’t you just go ahead and sell those pictures to the tabloids? But let me warn you. If you try, in any way, to fuck up Jared’s career, I will hunt your ass and kill you. Do you hear me?”
The line went silent for a while and then, “Oh, you’ve got some balls now. Keep it up Jenny, keep it up. Just remember, you've been warned," Patrick said before the line went dead.
“Shit!” Jensen shouted, throwing the phone against the door. He took a seat on the bed and covered his face with his hands. Right when he actually thought everything was finally falling into place, Patrick had to show up and ruin everything. Jensen swore to himself that he would protect the man he loved, even if it meant giving up his own life to save Jared.
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Jared was happy. Things were going fine with Jensen. He had just finished recording another song and since that morning ideas for new songs were pouring into his head.
“That was great, son,” Jared looked up from his notepad to see Matt standing before him with a big smile etched on his face.
“Thank you, Matt.”
“So what's up?”
“What do you mean?” Jared asked quizzically.
“Your face is shining, your voice is sharp and spot on and the music is great. Have you met a girl in Hawaii?”
“No, I didn't meet a girl. I'm just relaxed.”
“Uh-huh, well, keep it up," Jared was sure Matt had not believed him, but he was grateful he had not tried to push it. He turned his head back down to his notepad to finish the song he was trying to write.
Jared could sense the change developing inside him. He sensed the difference in his vocal range Once again he felt the passion and depth that had been missing from his work lately and he knew who to thank for that. Jensen had been on his mind during the whole time he had been in the singing booth, recording the new song. Jared felt like he wanted to outdo himself, be better, just for Jensen.
As he tried to pour those feelings into the song he was writing, he felt his cell phone vibrating in his pocket and pulled it out.
“Hello?”
“Hey baby,” The pencil in Jared’s hand snapped in half as he silently cursed under his breath.
“What the hell do you want?”
“We got an arrangement, remember? Your time is up, pretty boy.”
“Listen to me, you son of a bitch! I never made any arrangement with you, do you hear me? I'm not paying you a cent, Patrick, not one cent!"
“So you're ready to screw up your career?”
“Yeah!”
“And what about Jensen?” Jared panicked.
“What about him?”
“Are you ready to screw up his life as well?”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“Who do you think was behind Jensen’s little scoop with that rapist, huh? That was just one picture and I still have a lot more to feed to all the major news networks in the country. I'll have it on Entertainment Tonight, Access Hollywood, MTV, BET, VH1 and CNN. Then once I sell your pictures to the tabloids, no one will be there to protect your friend. His life will be destroyed because no one will want to have anything to do with someone who fucks a rapist. Because let’s face it, who’s to say your boy is not a rapist himself, eh? Do you understand? His life will be destroyed. Are you willing to put your little friend through that, Jared?”
Jared did not believe him. He did not want to, but he was not ready to take that chance with Jensen either.
“What the fuck do you want, Patrick?”
“We had a great time together man, but you had to go and fuck it up. I had you making more money than anybody else, and what did you do? You ditched me. Did you really think I would just sit back and watch? You will pay me what I'm owed or you and your faggot friend will get what's coming to you.”
Jared heard the dial tone and quickly snapped the phone shut. He was not left with many choices. If he fought, he would have to watch all that he had worked for go down the tube. He would have to sit back and watch them destroy Jensen. The mere thought frightened him. If what Patrick demanded was the price he had to pay to keep things together, then that was what he was willing to do.
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“I thought you had a meeting tonight?” Jensen asked that night as he opened the door of Chris’s apartment to see Jared standing there, smiling. He ushered Jared in.
“Well, um, something came up and Matt had to cancel the meeting. So, I thought that maybe we could go to dinner or maybe back to my place,” Jared said with an unmistakable glint in his eyes.
“I didn't expect you tonight, so I thought I would stay here tonight. Actually I was just going to bed,"
Jensen replied.
What the fuck are you saying, Jensen?
“Well get your stuff and come home with me. Please,” Jared said with a puppy dog look that sent Jensen over the edge and into Jared’s arms. He held on to Jared tightly, refusing to let go. Suddenly his body began to convulse and for no apparent reason Jensen began to sob.
Jared held him tighter and gently rubbed the nape of Jensen’s neck with one hand while holding him with the other. "What's bothering you, baby? What's wrong?"
Jensen just held on tightly, shaking his head and refusing to talk.
“Talk to me, Jensen. Please. I ask you to come home with me and you start crying. Did I say something wrong? Did I do something wrong? Shit, is this about the way I acted this morning?”
Jensen shook his head, not wanting Jared to misinterpret what was happening. He knew it was not Jared. It was him. It was him and the power he had to make or break Jared’s career with his every move.
“Are you afraid I'm going to change my mind about us? I won't. I'm going to give this relationship a fair try. We both deserve that much,” Jared said as he pulled back from Jensen and held on to Jensen’s shoulders. Their eyes met and Jared raised a hand to wipe away the tears he saw on Jensen’s face. Suddenly Jensen felt embarrassed. He was acting ridiculously.
“Are you ready to talk to me now? You can tell me anything you want to. You know that, right?”
Jensen led Jared over to the couch and told him to sit down. Jared did and opened his legs wide and Jensen settled between them, with his back against Jared’s chest. Jensen laid his head on Jared’s chest as Jared wrapped both his hands around Jensen’s stomach. All Jared needed was having him right there with him, in his arms. That was enough.
Jensen heard Jared start singing:
Remember when we never needed each other
The best of friends like brother and brother
We understood we will never be alone
Those days are gone
Now I want you so much
The night is long and I need your touch
I don’t know what to say
I never meant to feel this way
I don’t wanna be alone tonight
I hear your voice and I start to tremble
It brings back the child that I resemble
I cannot pretend that we can still be friends
I don’t wanna be alone tonight*
As the song came to a close, Jared started to hum it while caressing Jensen’s hands in his. Jensen’s eyes closed and he allowed all the thoughts in his head to subside, at least for the moment.
By the time Jared finished humming, Jensen was fast asleep. Jared just sat there, enjoying the moment. He pushed all the negative energy brought on by Patrick's phone call away for the time being and held Jensen tight.
*Backstreet Boys - How did I fall in Love with You
Chapter 20
A/N: To those of you who celebrate, Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! :-)
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MERRY CHRISTMAS! This was heavenly!
Love, Robin
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Please fix it.
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But Patrick...my God, please, hire someone who can kill him slowly!
By the way honey Merry Christimas!
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I am so happy that Jensen is happy, but what the fuck?! Patrick I hope u get rape and die with aid!!!
Urg, anyway, this was very good christmas gift. ^0^
Loved it, and hope that Jard will protect Jensen!!
But I really want Jensen to be evil and get even with Patrick.
^^ great fic and merry Christmas!~
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I love your story, btw. :))